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this blog is dead. Rather than shell out $17 a year so wordpress will re-direct this blog to my new home [http://www.readmeanything.com]; I’m going to have to put up a really large ‘I MOVED’ sign...

May 12, 2012 Like

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i grew up.

I’m all grow-ed up now. I finally bought my own domain: http://www.readmeanything.com. Don’t forget to update your bookmarks, readers, &etc. Filed under: talking talking

Feb 18, 2012 Like

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subtract the silence of myself

It’s no secret that I’ve been struggling in Manila for a while now. I’ve felt suppressed, discomfited, big, awkward, unhappy, lonely, outofplace for too long. I’ve needed something different,...

Feb 10, 2012 Like

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these ideas of who we are.

The wonderful Belle Renee is currently curating a series called, ‘Powerful Woman Monologues‘. Inspired by the film ‘Miss Representation,’ Belle Renee challenged us to think about how the media...

Feb 6, 2012 Like

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subtract the silence of myself

Jan 28, 2012 Like

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on loss;

On late Monday night, an entire sub-continent away, my last remaining grandparent passed away. At half-past six on Tuesday morning, I woke up to an e-mail from my father. A simple subject line...

Feb 3, 2012 Like

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& the songbirds keep singing like they know the score

Do you know that first shock of cold ocean water rushing over your feet? You feel it shudder through your entire self before it touches your toe and reverberates, pushing up and out; up and out. I...

Jan 11, 2012 Like

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gingerale afternoon

The line ‘and I’m feelin’ like I’m leaving much too soon’, captures my exact sentiments as I get on a plane out of Africa. Everyone told me she’d get in my blood. Filed under: talking talking...

Dec 26, 2011 Like

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the only day of christmas.

It’s rather refreshing being in a city that doesn’t seem to care too much about Christmas. No caroling or cheap bits of tinsel forcing cheer or poor approximations of snow in a tropical climate....

Dec 25, 2011 Like

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observations, travel stories

I like travelling by myself, exploring places and people at my own pace; stopping when I want to and meandering as the wind feels. I always find it interesting then, to talk to other travellers in...

Dec 21, 2011 Like

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and some questions you’re afraid to ask yourself.

I’ve never questioned my own sexuality, comfortable with my attraction to boys who were bad news and all that it generally entailed [regrets, penises, emotional scars, and sometimes; terrified...

Dec 12, 2011 Like

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A crisis of economies flatlining, people struggling to survive, more children born into poverty than ever before. A crisis of hunger, of conflict, of a world falling apart. We face a global crisis....

Dec 7, 2011 Like

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and some questions you’re afraid to ask yourself.

I’ve never questioned my own sexuality, comfortable with my attraction to boys were bad news and all that it generally entailed [regrets, penises, emotional scars, and sometimes; terrified...

Dec 4, 2011 Like

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a message from africa

Manila – Bangkok – Addis Ababa – Johannesburg – Cape Town. And that was all just one journey to get to Cape Town. By the time the end of the year rolls around, I will have hit 12 countries this...

Nov 20, 2011 Like

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our default setting.

I was ranting about development-world snobbery over DM yesterday, when I was [gently] reminded of one of my favourite David Foster Wallace speeches/pieces. As with all excellent works of...

Oct 29, 2011 Like

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when the night is silent and we seem so far away.

I remembered something last night as I exhaustion-ed my way to sleep. When I was a child, my nightmares weren’t of monsters and demons. My recurring nightmare was of me having to carry a massive...

Oct 28, 2011 Like

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To go.

Sometimes I need to say things out loud, just so I feel as though I’m heard. To feel as though I’m still here, still solid. In all the amazing, wonderful, strong women that I am surrounded by, I...

Oct 11, 2011 Like

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i’m just looking through the rubble, tryin’ to find out who we were.

I’ve been disillusioned lately, a bit let down by everything around me. A faint sense of dissatisfaction lingering around everything I do and say. It isn’t that I don’t try. It’s that I feel as...

Oct 6, 2011 Like

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this day in history.

This post may ruffle a few feathers, may upset a fair number, but this is what the 11th of September meant for my world. I mean no disrespect to those the world lost that day or to their loved...

Sep 11, 2011 Like

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do you see my heart on my sleeve?

There is a lot I’ve left unsaid- about India, about being back, about feeling outofplace and belonging at the same time, about realising what makes me happy, about loneliness, about hipstertown,...

Sep 9, 2011 Like

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like shadows on the borders of old stories

Earlier this afternoon; my father drove through the open RSI gates and pulled to a stop by the blue-uniformed; peaked-hat wearing guard. ‘Good afternoon, Sir’. ‘Good afternoon. The canteen’ said my...

Aug 10, 2011 Like

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the as-yet-unnamed India diaries

In Singapore airport, the lady over the PA system announced that Singapore Airlines flight SQ424 to Mumbai was ready for boarding. I understood every word she uttered. I may not have spoken or...

Aug 1, 2011 Like

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someone else’s story.

I finally mustered up the courage to sign up for this week’s Indie Ink Writing Challenge, and I’m glad I did. Amanda from Last Mom on Earth gave me the prompt, ‘There wasn’t any blood’ and I got to...

Jul 13, 2011 Like

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turn the summer into dust.

A familiar dread settles itself at the pit of my stomach. It’s my last morning in Hong Kong. It is all achingly ordinary: comfortable in the plush chairs that I am sprawled in; a trusted friend...

Jun 30, 2011 Like

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i learnt the truth at seventeen;

At 17, I was determined to be a journalist. I wanted to be the kind of writer whose politics you knew were sound because of the paper they wrote for. The reputable ones. The ones that your family...

Jun 22, 2011 Like

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Vlog: Who am I?!

It’s Vlog Day over at 20sb and here’s my, “I’m so silly” Vlog. Yes, I am counting it as part of my 101 in 1001! Feel free to point and laugh! This video post is part of 20SB’s Vlog Day and the...

Jun 7, 2011 Like

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Bloggerstock: Before there were blogs

A year ago, a bunch of bored 20somethings were mucking about in 20sb chat and, as is wont to happen, silly blathering & teasing gave way to a fantastic idea called Bloggerstock! It’s been an honour...

May 31, 2011 Like

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she reminds me of a..

Dearest Lisa, Do you remember when we would wait, impatiently, for our exam schedules to be released? We’d plot for weeks before about how we’d handle things if it fell on your birthday- or worse,...

May 27, 2011 Like

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shake me down.

There are people in your life that will always be the “What If” people. The people that will always make you smile a secret smile, sigh a little bit in your heart, and berate yourself for...

May 21, 2011 Like

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changes, i’ve never been good with change…

I hate it when it all stays the same, Caught between the gold and the gain. I catch myself humming this at the strangest of moments: in a tricycle to somewhere, aimlessly tapping my pencil at work,...

May 14, 2011 Like

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you can read me anything

this blog is dead.

i grew up.

subtract the silence of myself

these ideas of who we are.

subtract the silence of myself

on loss;

& the songbirds keep singing like they know the score

gingerale afternoon

the only day of christmas.

observations, travel stories

and some questions you’re afraid to ask yourself.

we face a global crisis.

and some questions you’re afraid to ask yourself.

a message from africa

our default setting.

when the night is silent and we seem so far away.

To go.

i’m just looking through the rubble, tryin’ to find out who we were.

this day in history.

do you see my heart on my sleeve?

like shadows on the borders of old stories

the as-yet-unnamed India diaries

someone else’s story.

turn the summer into dust.

i learnt the truth at seventeen;

Vlog: Who am I?!

Bloggerstock: Before there were blogs

she reminds me of a..

shake me down.

changes, i’ve never been good with change…

Melbourne on my mind

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